Piper, Jason, and Leo entered the Asclepeion, a massive underground chamber that resembled a Houston mega-church, with a high, vaulted ceiling, rows and rows of marble pews, white tiled floors and walls, and where the altar would've been was a ten-foot-tall alabaster stature of a young woman in a toga with a golden snake encircling one arm, and a huge golden cup in the other hand.
"That's Hygeia," Piper said. "The daughter of Asclepius, goddess of good health. She's where we get the word hygiene."
"That's cool," Leo said.
Jason squinted. "What's with the cup and the snake?"
"Not sure," Piper admitted, "but back in the day, this place-the Asclepeion-was a medical school as well as a hospital. All the best doctor-priests trained here. They would've worshipped both Asclepius and Hygeia."
Tense silence befell them again, Piper's voice echoing throughout the chamber in a very eerie way. Scattered about the marble benches were ancient magazines and dusty bones, alluding to horrendous wait times.
"Anyone wanna place bets that the statue is the guardian we have to get past?" Piper asked.
"I'm not taking that bet," Leo said. "I guess we take a number and wait."
They went forward, closer to the door behind the statue, and when they got close enough to the statue of Hygeia, she came to life. Her head turned on her shoulders, her expression never changed, her smile never faltered, and mouth never moved, but her voice spoke from somewhere.
"Do you have an appointment?"
Piper was on the ball. "Hello, Hygeia! Apollo sent us. We need to see Asclepius."
The goddess stepped off the dais she was standing on, her heavy marble legs creating dull thuds across the floor as she moved, leaving cracked tiles in her wake. The demigods swallowed heavily.
"I see," Hygeia said, sounding unpleased. "May I make a copy of your insurance cards?"
Piper blinked. "Ah, well...we don't have them on us right now, but-"
"No insurance cards?" Hygeia balked, her disembodied voice becoming shrill. "If you don't even have those, I suppose you haven't properly prepared for your visit, either. Have you thoroughly washed your hands?"
"Yes...?" Piper said uncertainly.
Leo looked at his grease-smeared hands and hid them behind his back.
The goddess asked, "Are all of you wearing clean underwear?"
"Yep," Leo chirped, hoping to avoid fighting a ten-foot-tall marble statue goddess. "Put on a clean pair of boxers right before we came in. How about you Jason? Got some clean undies?"
"Yes," the son of Jupiter answered, totally miffed by the idea that he wouldn't have on clean underwear.
"Piper? Clean undies?"
The daughter of Aphrodite's cheeks flamed. "O-Of course!" she said indignantly, and a bit too forcefully.
The goddess zeroed in on Piper. "Are you wearing clean underwear, young lady?"
Piper shifted, feeling the pressure of Hygeia's gaze, like the full attention of the goddess of good health was all on her, and that lying was going to get her zapped, her friends zapped, and the world destroyed.
"W-Well...I...the pair I'm wearing now I put on last night...after I got out of the shower, so...I slept in these ones and have been all day..."
"Inspection required."
Quick as a lightning bolt-and Jason would know-Hygeia stepped forward on her long legs and scooped Piper from the ground like a child picking up a doll and turned her over, so that Piper's butt was facing the goddess' stone, smiling face. Jason and Leo were about to step in, but they became rooted in place when Hygeia stuck a finger down inside the back of Piper's jeans...and pulled.
Piper screeched and kicked as Hygeia inspected her panties by way of wedgie, her marble strength easily allowing her to stretch out Piper's panties to get a good look at them. The poor demigoddess flailed as the fabric dug deep into her girlhood and was lasered between her buttcheeks. Leo and Jason were transfixed and frozen as they watched this spectacle, Piper getting wedgied by a statue, her underwear on full display for them.
Being the daughter of A-class actor Tristan McLean, Piper could've been wearing designer panties. She could've had a drawer filled with the latest from the likes of Italy, the top-of-the-line expensive items of silk, but no. Drew had once called Piper "Dumpster Queen" due to her simple attire, back when being Tristan McLean's daughter was a badge of shame, and that simple attire went all the way down to Piper's skivvies. While her confidence had increased, her clothes hadn't changed too much, including her panties.
Her panties came straight from the shelves of Walmart, their very own Wonder Nation brand. Today's pair were a dark pink with purple waistband and leg holes, little pictures of unicorns and rainbows all over the dark pink body. Leo and Jason wanted to help, they really did, but seeing Piper like this, panties stretched out, kicking and grunting, face screwed up in pain, flushed with humiliation...the fronts of the boy's jeans were bulging out.
Hygeia's disembodied scrutinizing wasn't helping. The boys figured the goddess to be muttering, but with the way her voice worked here in the Asclepeion, it was echoing all over the place, clear as cannonfire.
"Faint fecal residue, indicating improper anal care after a bowel movement...hairs detected, bearing fecal residue as well..."
Hygeia pulled up a little higher, making Piper squeal and tuck her legs back on reflex. Piper's panties were now pulled so high up that Hygeia could now see the fabric that rested against the girl's crotch.
"Urine residue detected, indicating improper cleaning after urination...sweat residue detected, indicating strenuous activity during wearing...vaginal discharge residue detected...and stray pubic hairs found."
Piper's face burned hot as Leo's fire as Hygeia rattled off the tagalongs in her panties. Faint poop and pee stains because she apparently didn't do a good enough job wiping earlier; sweat from the previous battles and natural heat of Greece in the summer; the natural secretion out of her maturing womanhood; and butt and pubic hairs. Leo and Jason were right there, too, hearing all of this, just standing there as everything in Piper's underwear was publicly broadcasted.
"Your underwear is not clean," Hygeia announced. "A replacement based on the filthiness of your current will be provided. Free of charge!"
Piper shrieked in pain when the statue gave her panties one single yank that had enough strength behind it to rip them clean from Piper's hips. The panties tore at the seems along the sides, so when Hygeia held them up, they looked like an unfolded diaper. Jason and Leo looked, and they did see a very faint, light tan smudge there in the seat of the fabric that proved that Piper had not properly wiped herself the last time she'd pooped. The boys' pants got even tighter and more uncomfortable.
Hygeia marched over to the nearest bench and placed Piper on it upon her back, and a strap came across her front, pinning her arms to her side and holding her down. Before she could do anything to protest or fight back, the statue ripped her jeans clean off. Piper was totally mortified, her naked lower half exposed for anyone and everyone to see, which included the bristles across her pubic area and around her butthole. She had shaved a few days ago and the hair was starting to grow back, which was there had been a few strands in her panties.
Hygeia began humming "Whistle While You Work" from Snow White, only it was twenty times creepier because of her disembodied voice coming from all over. Piper's nethers got treated to a carwash, Hygeia's hands transforming into different utensils. Piper's crotch got squirted with hot water, wiped down, squirted with lavender scented soap, wiped down, squirted with hot water again, and once again wiped down. She was red-faced the whole time as Hygeia cleaned her up like a mother washing their incapable child, using a towel to get into every crack and crevice of Piper's lower extremeties, washing her butt and her vulva.
Piper even got a free shave, that soap apparently also serving as a hair remover.
The biggest humiliation came when Hygeia produced Piper's new complimentary underwear.
"I don't need a diaper!" she screamed.
"Wrong, sweetie. There were tinkle and poo-poo stains in your big girl undies, which tells me you really aren't ready for those kinds of undies yet. Since you can't clean up like a big girl, you get little girl undies," Hygeia decided.
Piper struggled harder to avoid this humiliation. "You stupid, fucking thing!" she screamed. "I'm not a fucking baby! I don't need a fucking diaper! We're here to see-!"
Hygeia squirted soap into Piper's mouth and turned one of her hands into a spinning toothbrush. She shoved the oral utensil into Piper's burning and stinging mouth, brushing the girl's teeth with soap. Then Hygeia squirted more soap, and brushed again. Piper spluttered and coughed, her lips covered in bubbly white foam. Hygeia then squirted water and rinsed Piper's mouth out.
"There, now that filthy mouth is all clean," the goddess announced. "Will you be a good little girl now and let me put your diaper on, or do you need a spanking?" Hygeia's hand turned into a metal paddle with many holes in it. Piper rapidly shook her head. "Good girl!"
Hygeia went to work on putting Piper in a diaper. She slid the unfolded diaper underneath the girl, Piper lifting her butt in compliance, her mouth still sour and burning. Baby lotion came next, Hygeia making sure to rub it all in to every place, making Piper bite her cheek to keep her rising moans in. Then came a shower of powder, and after that, Hygeia pulled the diaper up and taped it nice and snug.
"There! All done!"
The strap holding Piper down vanished and Hygeia gently helped the girl to her feet. The diaper was unremarkable. It was thick as any adult diaper, with blue colored tapes and a yellow wetness strip running the length of the crotch. Instead of a plastic backing, it had a cloth back, so it didn't crinkle or rustle at all. Piper wouldn't admit, but the soft padding was quite comfortable. Then she remembered who was here with her and turned to the boys.
Her fury with them was palpable. especially when she saw the bulges in the front of their pants. They'd been getting off on watching her humiliation! Piper knew just how to pay them back.
"Boys!" she barked with her Charmspeak, making them go rigid and pale. Piper smirked. "Cream your pants."
Instantly their dicks went off, so much cum spurting into their underwear that dark stains instantly appeared on their jeans, stains that got bigger and bigger by the second for the next ten ticks as they emptied their balls at Piper's magical command. When they were done, Piper didn't need to say anything to Hygeia. The goddess of good help was the case.
"Absolutely disgusting!" she cried. "Shameful, nasty, gross, ungentlemanly, and extremely unhygienic, ejaculating into your underwear before a lady!"
Hygeia scooped the blushing boys up, sat down on seemingly nothing, and held them down over her knee. With her free hand, she ripped their jeans and boxers from them with a single rip each, making the boys cry out in pain, but those cries were nothing compared to those elicited when Hygeia turned her hand back into the hole-filled metal paddle that she'd threatened Piper with, and got to work on blistering those butts.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Jason and Leo screamed and bucked each time that paddle connected, Hygeia alternating between their butts and their cheeks. It only took a few smacks each to turn the sensitive skin of their hides cherry red, and Piper just stood there the whole time, arms crossed with a smirk as she delighted in the pain and humiliation of the spanking that Jason and Leo were receiving.
Eventually, the boys were reduced to blubbering messes, pleading and begging for mercy with tears and snot all over their faces like a couple of toddlers, and Hygeia dressed them as toddlers. She gave them the same diapering treatment that Piper got, with lotion and powder, though they also got ointment for their blistered behinds, pacifiers to suck on, and minotaur plushies to cuddle, which they did wholeheartedly. Piper almost felt bad for the boys, though she did feel jealous that they got a plushie and she didn't.
Their diapers were different as well, theirs being plastic-backed, so they were loud and crinkly, and instead of being plain white, the wings of the their diapers were blue and white plaid, with little pictures of babyish elephants, giraffes, and bears, along with scribbles numbers of 1, 2, and 3, and baby blocks depicting letters A, B, and C, all in alternating colors of pastel blue, yellow, and red. They looked exactly like the kind of diaper you'd see on an actual baby, only super-sized for Jason and Leo's teen bodies. With their red, tear-streaked faces, pacifiers, plushies, and printed diapers, the boys looked less like the saviors of the world who had defeated monsters and giants, and more like a couple of babies who got caught stealing from the cookie jar and got a spanking for it.
"There," Hygeia said. "All of you have been properly sanitized and are wearing clean underwear! You may see the doctor now."
The door that the goddess had been guarding opened, revealing the god of medicine himself, Asclepius. If he was perturbed by the sight of three pantsless teens wearing giant diapers, he didn't show it.
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"What the Hades happened down there!?" Annabeth cried when she saw her three diapered friends come back up from below.
"We ran into the goddess of clean underwear," Piper said blandly. "And we got the Physician's Cure."
Her tone made it clear that nothing else was to be asked or said about what happened down in the Asclepeion. Piper marched straight to her cabin, and the boys awkwardly shuffled down to there's, their diapers crinkling and rustling like the plastic bags you found at the grocery store.
Later that night, Leo was busy in the bowels of the Argo II, tinkering away like he always did, having showered to rid his nethers of baby powder and lotion, though he applied some ointment that she ship had for his blistered butt, which was still red and throbbing from his spanking. He was back in his big boy boxers, though he was still sucking on his new pacifier, finding it to be comforting and soothing with all the stress he was under. He felt guilty for earlier today, leaving Piper to be wedgied and diapered, though he'd received his comeuppance several times over. The reason he was down messing with the machines was because he brainstorming how to make it up to Piper, for betraying her like he had.
Jason on the other hand, knocked softly on Piper's door.
"Come in," she said, dressed in her pajamas for the night.
Jason entered and shut the door behind him, also wearing his nightclothes, consisting of a simple pair of purple lounge pants, leaving his eight-pack abs on display, his body clean of hair except for that on his head to assist in aerodynamics during combat. Despite this powerful physique, he looked as confident as a five-year-old about to tell his mommy he'd wet the bed.
"Yes, Jason?" Piper prompted, her eyes beginning to glitter as thoughts and ideas about what was due to happen danced through her mind.
"I...I wanted..." Jason cleared his throat. "I wanted to say sorry for what happened today. That was shameful and rude, and a betrayal of our trust and friendship and our relationship. I...what can I do to make it up to you?"
"Hmmm..." Piper's eyes glittered, making Jason gulp, his body betraying him down below. "Do you still have your diaper?"
The son of Jupiter nodded hesitantly.
"Go get it."
Jason slowly left but eventually came back, bringing with him his diaper from earlier, all rolled up and taped together as if it were dirty. He looked anywhere but at Piper, nervous and trembling.
"Give it to me."
Jason handed over his diaper, and Piper unrolled it. It was still clean, as she expected it to be.
"Take your pants and underwear off and lie down, baby. Mommy needs to put your diaper on you."
"P-Piper? Wha-"
"Now," she said, this time with Charmspeak.
Jason's eyes glazed over as the magic washed over him and overrode his will, effectively hypnotizing him. He did as commanded, stepping out of his pants and his boxers, his rock-hard dick flopping out. Piper eyed it appreciatively, always feeling good to know that her man had a big dick. Tonight, however, for what she had in mind, that big dick was going to be next to useless. Jason laid down, and Piper put his printed adult baby diaper back on him.
"Stay there," she commanded as she went to her dresser.
Therein she pulled out one of her summer dresses. Why she had brought these she hadn't really known, since she'd been wearing pairs of jeans CHB t-shirts the whole time of this quest, but now she wasn't complaining. Along with the pink summer dress, Piper also brought out a magical toy. While the hated the slutty reputation the Aphrodite cabin had, she couldn't deny that they had some awesome toys.
Dropping her pajama bottoms and her panties, stepping out of them, Piper placed the pink silicon dildo up against her crotch, holding to her vulva. She gasped as the magic trickled through her, and she watched as the toy melded with her, the silicon turning into skin and muscle, the pink turning the same color as Piper's skin. When the transformation was over, the dildo had become a physical part of Piper's anatomy as if she'd been born with it.
She could feel her hand upon the erect shaft, feel the blood pumping through the veins and arteries, feel the heat, the throbbing; she could feel the solid, golf ball-sized nuts hanging down, packed with sperm, the vas deferens leading into the urethra, ready for ejaculation.
Eight inches long, circumsized for that good mushroom head, and about an inch-and-half wide along the shaft, Piper now had a bigger dick that many of the men that walked this earth.
Effectively, Piper had just turned herself into a shemale, a tranny, a dickgirl, or as the Japanese would say, a futanari.
Piper turned around, Jason still lying on his back as ordered. "Stand up for Daddy."
Jason stood, and Piper put the dress on him, slipping it over his head. It was a bit tight, since
Jason was much bigger than Piper's petite frame, but it fit fine enough.
"Such a pretty girl," Piper said. "Such a pretty girl for Daddy. Do you need to make a stinky, baby girl?"
Jason nodded.
"Turn around." Jason did so and Piper pushed the seat of his diaper up into the crevice of his ass. "Go on now, make a stinky."
Jason's face tightened as he pushed, and in a rush his bowels were voided. Piper watched, immensely satisfied, as the crease she made was instantly filled out and turned into a rounded, firm bulge. The smell permeated the whole room just seconds later.
"Whew-wee!" Piper said, fanning her nose. "What a stinky baby girl! You need to something for Daddy to make up for the damage you're doing to his nose."
"Yes, Daddy?" Jason asked, entranced.
"Get on your knees and please your Daddy with your mouth."
Piper gasped and moaned as Jason took her dick into his mouth, feeling all the warmth of texture of his tongue and cheeks through the magic of the dildo. Jason bobbed his head up and down, running his fingers over Piper's shaft and cupping her balls, swirling his tongue around over the head, licking Piper's new peehole, showing off as much cock-sucking ability as a professional porn star.
Piper had to put forth effort into not cumming then and there. It was all just so much right now. Jason, wearing a dress and a messy diaper, hypnotized with a raging erection of his own, sucking on Piper's magically attached penis. He was totally under her control and would do everything and anything Piper told him to do, because he wanted to. That was the real secret to Charmspeak.
It was at its most powerful when you told the person to do what they wanted to do. Jason had wanted to make it up to Piper, coming to her with the mindset of doing anything, while admittedly not thinking about what anything could be, and now here they were. Jason sucking on Piper's shemale dick with a poopy diaper and a dress on.
Eventually, it got to the point where Piper couldn't hold it anymore. She pulled her dick out of Jason's mouth and told him to be still. She rapidly stroked herself for no more than two seconds and erupted all over Jason's face, painting the mighty son of Jupiter with thick, gooey white globs of actual semen. No lie, if Piper had cum in a girl's pussy right then, there was a strong chance she'd become an actual father.
"Good girl," Piper moaned. "Such a good baby girl for her Daddy."
"Thank you, Daddy. I love you, Daddy."
"Daddy loves you too, little cutie pie. Now go back to your room and go night-night without cleaning up or changing your clothes. You're going to spend the night as a diapered, stinky, cum-covered little girl, got it?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"And you may hump your plushie till you cum in your diaper."
Jason beamed. "Thank you, Daddy!"
"You're welcome. Now go night-night."
Jason got up and left, thankfully not encountering any of the other demigods.
Piper didn't bother with detaching her dildo or putting her clothes back on, because it wasn't even ten minutes later that Leo hesitantly knocked on the door, just as Piper predicted.
"Cum in," she said with a smirk, sitting on her bed with her legs spread and her dick once again hard as steel rebar, the room still smelling of Jason's mess and her previous ejaculation.
"Hey, Pipes, I just wanted to say-oh my gods."
Leo entered, wearing grimy, grease-covered clothes, and he stopped dead at seeing Piper's penis. "Uh-uh-uh-uh..." He stuttered.
"Silly girl," Piper giggled. "You're gonna need to clean up first if you want to suckle on Daddy's sausage and make up to him what you did earlier today."
Leo swallowed and hesitated, displaying that he might've had a little big of faggotry in him since he didn't outright refuse sucking on Piper's dick, or even questioning how she had one-especially one that big. It was clear he was torn between running away and hiding somewhere, curled up in a ball, and going to shower as Piper commanded for a bit of fun.
Piper helped Leo decide with a little bit of Charmspeak. "Go wash up, Leo. Daddy will wait for sexy Latina baby girl."
About ten minutes due to how much scrubbing was required for all the grease, Leo returned, naked and smelling fresh, eyes glazed in the same way Jason's had been.
"Get dressed for Daddy," Piper said.
Arrayed on her bed was her own diaper from today, clean aside from the sour smell of her ass and the womanly scent of her genitals, and the presence of her natural excretions as a girl soaked into the padding. Along with the diaper was a mauve nightie, and Piper had makeup supplies ready to go. Leo got dressed, putting the diaper on over his erection and slipping the nightie over his head. He obediently sat down in front of Piper's vanity set and let her doll him up all nice and pretty.
When Piper was done, Leo looked exactly like a pretty little girl. His thin and wiry frame didn't help, since he was canonically able to fit in the clothes of a nine-year-old girl, as per the Dark Prophecy book, and his full mane of hair accentuated his makeup. As far as the sons of the forge god Hephaestus went, Leo was pretty feminine, and Piper totally exploited that.
"Awe, you're so pretty!"
Leo smiled at his reflection. "Thank you, Daddy, for making me pretty."
"You're so welcome, baby girl. Now, I think you were about to apologize to Daddy for what you did to him today, weren't you?"
"Yes, Daddy."
Leo got on his knees and eagerly took Piper's dick into his mouth, turning the shaft red with his lipstick. Piper didn't hold back as much as she did with Jason, and she came down Leo's throat in barely two minutes, but with a load barely smaller than her first. Leo tried to swallow it all, but his cheeks bulged to much and a lot spilled out down his chin and onto his nightie.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," Leo said dejectedly.
"Oh, don't be sorry, baby. Daddy should've put a bib on you. Now, all fours, turn around."
Leo did as commanded and Piper got her knife. She showed her skill with the blade as she cut the back of Leo's diaper open without harming him.
"Now you're going to thank Daddy for making you all pretty."
"Oh, yes sir!"
With her dick all slick from Leo's spit, Piper eased herself into the sissy boy's ass, feeling him shudder below him as she mounted him like a dog. She started fucking him like one, like a bitch, spread out atop him, pinning his hands beneath hers as she bucked away at his padded ass. Leo had a nice, tight, warm, hairless ass, a virgin ass made for penis that Piper happily took as hers as compensation for how he left her to be humiliated at the hands of Hygeia.
Leo moaned and grunted like a total sissy slut, which he was, in a dress and a diaper, expertly applied makeup on his face. If you didn't know who Leo was, you'd never think he was a boy with how cute and pretty he was. During his time getting reemed by the shemale Piper, Leo came into his diaper twice, adding his juices to Piper's while she had been wearing it before taking it off.
A few more thrusts after Leo's second ejaculation, Piper finally came, shooting her load all over Leo's bowels, ensuring his next bowel movement was going white as much as it was brownish.
"Oh, Daddy~," Leo moaned like a whore.
"Good baby," Piper praised. "Now, Daddy's going to make sure that none of his cum is lost."
Leo obediently stayed where he was on all fours as Piper got her item. Smirking, she eased the Kotex Click Super-Plus tampon into Leo's asshole, clicked the bottom and pulled the plastic piece out, leaving the tampon inside the sissified boy, the little string dangling from his clenched hole.
"Leave that in all night for Daddy," Piper commanded. "Your going to spend all night dolled, dressed, and diapered, carrying Daddy's babies like you were pregnant."
"Yes, sir, Daddy. I love you so much."
"Daddy loves you too. Now go night-night."
Leo left, the tampon string hidden in the slit padding of his diaper, luckily not encountering anybody on the way back to his room just like Jason.
Piper nodded to herself. She set her alarm to wake her up in enough time to get the boys cleaned up so that no difficult questions could be asked as to why they were dressed as diapered sluts, Jason all messy and Leo plugged up with a feminine hygiene product. She grabbed her flaccid shaft and gently pulled. The magic ended and the slick and smelly dildo gently came away from Piper's body, returning her to 100% girl.
She wiped it off and put it back in her drawer, pulled her panties and pajamas back on, and got in bed, smiling at the irony. Here she was wearing clean underwear after having just sent the boys to bed wearing very dirty underwear.
All in all, not a bad day.